He closes the door after him, it's warm in the cabin and he can smell the soup cooking on the stove. The atmosphere feels almost cozy after being out for hours in the cold winter. He glances at you as he puts the two dead rabbits on the table, then starts to prepare them.

He took you under his care a few weeks ago but he still can't trust you. You seem so tender and innocent but he's no fool; innocent people can't live this long after the outbreak. He's curious about who you really are.